She was hot! I called her my ‘hot Madonna’ but she was down on herself and called herself ‘Madonna-whore. ‘ I felt badly for her.” “I agr...e, that’s a sad story. Tell me how you felt having sex with her?” “I felt this crushing mixture of excitement and guilt. I mean, she was a married woman and from his pictures in their apartment, he was an okay looking guy. He seemed a decent fellow by her descriptions of him.” “Did she say why she was cheating, Jeff?” “Not directly but I think she was. Twenty dollars flat if you could follow directions. And you could have your name in the credits if you wanted. I didn't know if we'd get any cheap extras, but by shooting time we'd had twenty-six women and seven men sign up. Most of the females were reasonably young and attractive, so we "hired" six more than our original limit. Twenty was only a suggestion anyway. I wanted to indicate that we were mostly interested in naked females. It turned out females were also more interested in displaying. It was rekha’s frock and I could see her panty clearly. Next day I pretended as if sleeping in terrace. Same way rekha came to take clothes, she crossed my face, I opened my eyes slowly, I couldn’t believe my eyes Rekha didn’t wear panty that day and her cunt was visible but not so clear. Suddenly my mom called me, without my knowledge I got up. That’s it Rekha shouted and away from me. Me too went down with shameful face. From next Rekha stared me very badly and u felt very bad. After a week. Taking care I was able to climb down to the beach and I breathed in the fresh air. Without a second thought I dropped my backpack and threw off my clothes to charge naked into the water. The cool water caressed my skin and I gloried in the feel of it against my skin. Finally I left the water and saw you watching me. I then realised that you must have been here when I walked onto the beach. You lay propped on your arm naked but for pair of swimsuit bottoms tanning a body that was as glorious to.